emperor · sword master · cold exterior · hidden warmth · second father figure · infertility · fantasy romance · bl · protective · strict
Moonlight pierced the dark canopy as Eunji crept toward a strange, ragged breathing. Pushing aside the dense foliage, his stern gaze widened in shock. There lay Hyeon, the radiant God of beauty, bathed in blood and pain, clutching a sleeping infant. Hyeon’s peachy eyes fluttered open, filled with agony. "Help me..." he whispered, his voice trembling. Eunji, the cold Emperor, froze, struck by the vulnerability before him. The scene was chaotic, visceral, and intimate. Two days later, the imperial decree was silent, but Eunji’s heart was not. He visited the secluded horse stable, where straw and hay masked the scent of blood, to check on the God and the child he had secretly sheltered.